I pull into the parking lot of the Seattle branch of Fan Faves and tug my laptop from the passenger seat. They’ve upped their security since the last time I hacked into the system, and it was taking far too long to crack it from my apartment.
Once I’ve broken through their firewall and connected to their in-house system using the same internet connection theydo, it’s only a few minutes before I’m downloading the reports I need.
Every conversation Lexi has had on the app, as well as all the personal details for each of her subscribers, is in my possession within a matter of minutes.
It’s going to take time to go through each subscriber and rule them out as a suspect, but at least I have something to go off now, something I didn’t have a few hours ago.
I still have another hour before I can go to my next meeting, so I move the car to another parking lot and start going through some of Lexi’s more recent conversations.
At this point, I’m hurdling over boundaries like it’s a professional sport, but it’s nothing new for me. Not when I installed cameras around her house and tracking devices into her phone and every one of her shoes years ago. This is just a drop in the ocean.
Nothing jumps out at me initially.
Most of the conversations are surface level, and although it would make things a hell of a lot easier, there are no overt threats.
I tap the edges of the laptop as I think about my next steps. Some of her more loyal fans were in the live stream she did last night. I didn’t see anything come through in real time, but I was also very fucking distracted, so there’s every chance I missed something.
Bringing up the chat log for the live, I browse through the comments.
It would be pretty stupid to post something threatening in such a public forum, and whoever tried to take her was smart enough to bypass all of Cruz’s security, which means it’s unlikely he would make such a rookie mistake, but not totally impossible.
Sifting through hundreds of comments that are mostly made up of emojis and “that’s so hot” is beginning to make the wordsblur together, and I drop my head back, giving my eyes the break they so desperately need.
Once I’m finished with this log, I’ll head to my next appointment and pick it back up when I’m home with a bigger screen.
Not that that’s going to help, but at least my neck won’t be aching the way it is now.
I open my eyes and stifle a yawn as I read through a series of comments I missed yesterday, obviously too distracted by watching Lexi come apart in front of my eyes.
But it’s the very last one before she ended the live that makes the air whoosh from my chest.
Unknown: You’re mine, Wildcat. If you let him touch you, he’s dead.
TWENTY-NINE
LEXI
Slipping out of the building without Ken getting sight of me was easier than I thought it would be.
He’s used to my nonsense and is usually prepared for me to pull a stunt like this, but it seems he’s gotten a little complacent since I came to stay with Colten.
Well, live, I guess.
I got a text from Mom earlier to let me know she was packing up my belongings and that they’ll be delivered to the apartment by the end of the week, although I’m not sure where they’re going to go. The place is not big enough for all my crap, but we’ll let Colten deal with that when the time comes.
The coffee shop I frequent is always busy at this time of day, but I manage to snag a table in the corner, which is where I like to sit when I do my editing.
For obvious reasons.
Putting together spicy content in public is always a risk, but I find I focus better here, and that’s what I need right now.
I need a few hours to lock in to work and not think about the fact that my brother’s best friend turned perfect match has been subscribed to my spicy content for years.
I shake off the thought and order an iced latte and my favorite chicken Caesar roll.
Deciding to get started, I pull my laptop out of my bag and transfer the videos I filmed a couple of weeks ago across.
Something I learned to do early on is pre-film everything because you’re not always going to be in the mood to dress in sexy lingerie and video yourself fucking a dildo.
